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They had been attacked and it seemed like hardly anyone survived the attack, not even their most capable guards could protect them or even fight the infiltrators that had forcefully made their way into their pack. Coughing from the excess smoke that had made its way into her system, she struggled to see through the fog of smoke so she could find her parents and help them find their way out of the pack but it seemed almost impossible. Regardless, she didn't want to just give up. She was the next Luna to be after her father since she had no brother and this was her time to show that she was capable of being Luna and leader of the Lycan pack.

Since you are the Alpha, you should know your people and some people before them; I could see he was thinking, “I don't think I know him because I should have seen him if he was in our pack before the war only a few elders are alive and made it till now, so where is he from and why would they need a dragon’s blood.” From what I know, it is hard to get a dragon’s blood, and once a witch should get it. It means they could destroy every shapehifter or control them and why they use dragon's blood because dragons are the hardest to tame, so you need something of theirs to control them, and their blood is the most vital way to get to them and for them to know there is a dragon here means there is

delicate looking creatures! Impossible! "Believe me Luna, our father was the King of Constancia. One of the three kingdoms that rule the Land of Lore. The other two; Lotho, is ruled by Aswangs, the shape-shifters and Grendlar ruled by Witches and Sorcerers." "You are half fairy Luna." Alta too, approached her. "That is why you have abilities unlike other normal humans. Just like Morga, you have the gift of sight that allows you to see through the future."

“I have read them in the book. It seems like the book was meant for me West. It helps me to develop.” “I suggest the new Luna focus on discovering her abilities that she has been known as the Legendary Luna of our prophecy.” “Take our suggestion sire,” West nodded before looking at me. “We should put pack warriors here; every pack should appoint warriors here. That little king had threatened us.” They bowed their head. “You can go first, we have something to do.” I butted in. They started to leave us. I pick the book I leave at the tree earlier. “We should see the forest witch West, the book instructed that we should be the only who will see her.” He nodded before removing his clothes I turn

And the moment I thought it was going to slice off my legs, Christian pounced on the boomerang, partially taking his lycan form, changing its projectile. Slicing through his claws, the boomerang slashed through the wall, leaving behind a powerful stench of blood. “Christian!” I yelled, gaping at him, horror-struck. He laid motionless on the ground, a puddle of blood streaming around his body. Morana inhaled sharply through her gritted teeth. “Leave them alone!” Morana cried. Her body glowed brighter, filling the throne room with blinding light. “You should be on my side, heart!” Mizkeal roared, unleashing an intense wave of energy that tore through Bond’s protection.

This meant War. The Lycan king ruled over the Werewolves and Lycan species and every Werewolf and Lycan creature answered to him. Lycans were the strongest supernaturals to exist and Werewolves revered them. It was rare to see a Lycan and there were not up to a thousand of them in the universe, it was difficult for the species to reproduce and also difficult for them to be killed, Lycans were a hundred times stronger than werewolves, faster, their sense of smell was better and their wolf form was bigger than Werewolves. The gap between Lycans and Werewolves was already huge and the Lycan king was untouchable. I had heard stories about all the wars he had won and how it was because of him tha

He was relentless in his attack, targeting the pack's strongest fighters and pushing them back with a ferocity that was unmatched. Amidst the chaos, Lilian locked eyes with their beta who stood beside her, his eyes filled with worry. They communicated silently, each understanding the weight of the situation. It was clear that Lucas was far stronger than they had anticipated, and the Moonlight pack was struggling to hold their ground. Just as the battle seemed to be reaching a critical point, a wolf from the Moonlight pack's Sentinel Corps broke through the fray, his fur streaked with dirt and sweat. He rushed towards Alpha Randy.

The area was deserted, the wind howling through the night and whipping my hair, sending chills down my spine. I scanned the altar. It was the sacred site for the Alpha Succession Ceremony, etched with dark runes that radiated a sinister aura. "You've lost your mind!" I struggled, but the chains suppressed not just my body—they sapped my strength as well. "Mind? No, I've never been this lucid," Liam said, raising a sacrificial dagger that pulsed with malevolent energy. Ancient runes were carved along its blade. "This is the legendary artifact, capable of forcibly stealing another's power. With your purest Luna blood, I will gain the strength to dominate the entire pack."

He laughed when he said this as he stopped right in front of me. Seconds latterly I heard a loud bang next to me and I turned to see the baby on the left wing bang his fist on the sword counter next to me and also the bone on the right did the same thing, but rather of using his fist he used a essence visage. " This is just to drown out the sounds of your riots." I gripped my jaw as the banging continued next to me while I watched Marco lift the blade up. " It's show time." Moana's POV

Just as we passed one of the rogue communities, Zola, Toby and Tyra all came running alongside us, playfully barking and howling next to Conan with their tongues hanging out as he laughed and looked at them all with so much exhilaration. I looked at them all, Roman, Conan and my friends that had come to visit my land many times after they heard the news of Marco’s demise, and my heart seemed to swell from the abundance of love and freedom we all now shared. I was so incredibly besotted with Conan, every time he smiled, laughed or looked at me with those big brown eyes that seemed to reflect the same spirit as his father’s, and I just knew with every fibre in my body he was going to be the Ly